so here's an interesting one. the place I'm working right now is about 500km from the closest town, and about 50km from the closest government road.
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mafic
Aug 20 '12, 17:42
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like there's nothing even remotely close to where we are. there's a cattle station and a couple gold mines about 150km away.
yesterday as I was driving in, we came across some random barefoot hippy fixing his beat up old truck. he said he was a prospector, and was driving around looking for gold, but was awfully nervous, and asked us several times to please not turn him in to the cops (which I guess could be legit, since you need permits both to prospect and be on aboriginal land, and I suspect he had neither). told us everywhere he'd been in the last few weeks, and where he was planning on going next. he was also out of water, so we invited him back to the camp to fill up. he offered to pay us in pot, since he's short on cash right now (we said no), then separately offered every single person in camp pot. particularly amusing because my boss (the managing director) was with me. granted if it wasn't a work situation I bet he would've said yes, but still.
oh, and he said the reason he confessed everything to us was because his mother is clairvoyant, and you never know when you're going to run across another clairvoyant.
anyway, if I'm never heard from again it's because he came back in the night and axe-murdered us all. freaking weird-ass hippies.
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